Текст песни: The Go-Go`s - Fun With Ropes








Bought a cub scout manual
Found my favourite chapter
Turning up the stereo
It`s time for fun with ropes

Learned our knots from A-Z
Stole my daddy`s belts
We`ll make our own fun for free
Having fun with ropes

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more

Well, I`m collecting coloured cord
No macrame for me
Dim the lights and lock the door
And never set me free

You say that I`m not healthy
You think that I`m a creep
Still you tie your knots so tight
I`m too wrapped up to sleep

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more
And more and more for ever more - yeah!

Well, I`m collecting coloured cord
No macrame for me
Dim the lights and lock the door
And never set me free

You say that I`m not healthy
You think that I`m a creep
Still you tie your knots so tight
I`m too wrapped up to sleep

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more
And more

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Bought a cub scout manual
Found my favourite chapter
Turning up the stereo
It`s time for fun with ropes

Learned our knots from A-Z
Stole my daddy`s belts
We`ll make our own fun for free
Having fun with ropes

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more

Well, I`m collecting coloured cord
No macrame for me
Dim the lights and lock the door
And never set me free

You say that I`m not healthy
You think that I`m a creep
Still you tie your knots so tight
I`m too wrapped up to sleep

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more
And more and more for ever more - yeah!

Well, I`m collecting coloured cord
No macrame for me
Dim the lights and lock the door
And never set me free

You say that I`m not healthy
You think that I`m a creep
Still you tie your knots so tight
I`m too wrapped up to sleep

You tell me that I`m sick (you`re sick)
As you strap me to the floor
You know it makes my heart quick
I`ll come crawling back for more
And more

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